because the only thing constant is change

writer’s block

Been struggling to find inspiration lately. Maybe I’m just jaded? I mean, how many more shootings can I write about? And the royal wedding was splendid and all, but I didn’t even know it was happening until it was over. (Yes, I’m out of touch.) I’ve been searching for meaning and struggling to find it, even in my triathlon training. Like, who cares? What’s the point? I keep thinking about my friend from college in Africa. I’ve been back in the States too long. Maybe once I finish this grad school thing, it’s time to go where I feel like I can really make a difference.

Below is a poem I originally published on February 20, 2013. It seems appropriate today.

I agree with Gary. Sometimes there’s just nothing to write about. I was like that trying to do my first book – absolutely no inspiration to write it for the last two years. I don’t think you are out of touch and you said it so bluntly: who cares, who cares when you keep up to date with what’s going on around you. To a degree that’s important but so many things in life can wait or are trivial that we need not spend much time on it as knowing them won’t change our lives. For instance, to very politely put it I don’t give a sh*t about the royal wedding; people can live their own lives. I don’t care about not promoting my writing more on social medial it just takes up too much time for me when I am happiest just writing. Hopefully you get to feel the words again within you soon :)

Just think of “writer’s block” as your spirit’s way of telling you that you need a break. Don’t buy into all that hype of “you can’t afford to take a break if your’e writing seriously or commercially or on schedule…,” because that’s all that is: hype. Everyone needs a break, just not in the same way as everyone else. LISTEN to yourself. Embrace yourself.